The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. A neat tale, giving little away. “You doubted me?” She joked. “Ungracious little beast, I call her. ” Ann Veronica agreed, and tried to make the manner of her assent cover a possible knowledge of a probable poem. Wood.
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